September 10, 1985
Summertime is gone
With it the sunshine
There will be a new dawn
With it new sunshine
Life does not end
With one season
Look around the bend
You will see the reasons
Don’t forget your new found friends
Or your old renewed friendships
Never forget our summertime trends
Be ready to sail on new ships
Life is meant for living and loving
Keep on learning and discovering
You must carry on
Without written lines
Because there comes a new dawn
And with it new sunshine
Remember trust and love
And with them patience
You will see a white dove
True love will make sense
Remember, Summertime is gone
With it the warm sunshine
Soon comes the awaited dawn
With it warmer sunshine
This poem began it all for me and serves as an introductory piece to the Into My Own series at Fullbeard Lit.
Stephen began writing poetry as a teenager in New Hampshire and kept at it throughout a 27 year career in the Navy. During that time he found homes for poems in Scholastic, Powhatan Review, Skipping Stones, Portfolio, and the Virginia Pilot as well as having a collaborative poem shared in Christine Ray’s brilliant Myths of Girlhood. For a year he actively blogged as Sailor Poet and co-founded the Go Dog Go Cafe. Following his retirement from active duty, he has begin pursuing a writing career in earnest, has resumed blogging at fullbeardlit.org and is now the managing editor at the Go Dog Go Cafe.
(C) 1985 Stephen Fuller
It is beautiful indeed. I love the optimism of it.
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Thank you, Sadje. This was from that time in youth when everything seems possible and I felt wrapped in the joys of friendship. So much more was left to be written, so much more than that remains to be.
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Sometimes it’s good to take a look back at past to see how we felt. It brings back our enthusiasm.
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I totally agree, and an important reason for doing these Throwback Friday’s… to reconnect with a different version of our writing selves so we can keep that early enthusiasm alive!
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I agree. Sometimes when I read one of my older posts, I am surprised at myself.
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Sometimes I wonder if it was really me… ROFL
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Exactly! Same here. 😛
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We’ve had gloomy skies all day and this morning we even had snow flurries. I find it interesting that while reading this poem, the sun came out. Lovely piece, Stephen.
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Thank you Eugi. When I wrote this as a mere 15 year old I had no perspective that life would have dark periods and that those periods would end with a whole new view. It is good to reread this one in that light and in the new light that comes with the sun… 🤓🤓🤓
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I love these lines…
You must carry on
Without written lines
Sometimes the way isn’t clear…no prior rules or ways to follow…faith our only companion 💙
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SO true… living these words again in my life.
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This poem holds a lot of metaphorical encouragement within it that I needed to read today. Beautiful poem, Stephen. Thank you.
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I am very glad it helped you today. Here’s to metaphorical hugs! Stephen
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Me, too. Thanks again! 🙏
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